Monday, March 06, 2006
was worshipping god during quiet time. whilst singing "Indescribable" by Chris Tomlin, the last part where it is sung,
"Inconquerable, unchangeable
You see the depths of my heart and You love me the same"
then i thought of something. even if God were to sing of our love in the slowest possible speed, it would be so, so, so short compared to us singing about His everlasting agape love, in the fastest possible speed. isnt it true? the extent of God's infinite love that has no end. So deep, so wide, so high.
As i was singing the first few parts, i thought of qian jin saying that he felt so much of God's presence throughout his five senses, that God gave us every sense to feel him. Then there was a coninuous breeze that didnt stop. [Cause i was hugging my laptop and singing in the balcony, so that should explain the breeze. heh.] felt as my fingers were clasped by God's hands. that i was craddled by him with the wind. (: how i always enjoy worshipping god. its a new experience everytime. then was gazing out at the stars. [Okay la, my house there no star, too cloudy, and too bright, all the buildings. but got clouds la.] then was the verse,
"From the highest of heights to the depths of the sea
Creation's revealing Your majesty
From the colors of fall to the fragrance of spring
Every creature unique in the song that it sings
All exclaiming
Indescribable, uncontainable,
You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name.
You are amazing God
All powerful, untameable,
Awestruck we fall to our knees as we humbly proclaim
You are amazing God
Who has told every lightning bolt where it should go
Or seen heavenly storehouses laden with snow
Who imagined the sun and gives source to its light
Yet conceals it to bring us the coolness of night
None can fathom"you placed the stars in the sky, forming a sea of constellation, and you knew each of them affectionately by name, but you still chose to love us more, to use us. you directed every lightning bolt where it should go, but you still chose to love us more. from the splendid spectrum of the sun rays, to the amber brown of fall, right to the aromatic fragrance of the beloved spring, you chose to use us more. as we all humbly fall and proclaim your majesty and glory.
your glorious crown, shinning splendidly. king of glory.
man. god rocks la.
LOL.
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